Lying on the grass
and looking at the sky.
Wishing you were here,
wishing you were by my side.
To see it all happen,
to see it all unfold.
A story of Me and You
as never been told.
But I guess it will all have to wait.
So please come back
and please don't be late.
You know where I live
and you can just drop by.
And you'll still see me staring at the sky,
waiting for you to arrive.
